MMORPG: The Elementalist Chapter 668

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“The battle has just begun, don't count your chickens before they hatch!”

“Is that so?”

Not only did Netherclaw's response not disappoint Big Bruvver, but he also went along with Netherclaw's comment and said in an excited tone, “That's great, I wouldn't want Netherspirit's Claw that's famous for its strength, only second to the Fallen Angels, to be so fragile. If that was the case, it would seem like our Angel Faction's too weak.”

Big Bruvver's statement had triggered Netherclaw's gang. Their flushed faces, which made them look like they had bled out, became even redder.

It was such a malicious statement, ridiculing Netherspirit's Claw and expressing a deeper meaning at the same time—as long as Netherspirit's Claw failed to reverse the situation of the battle, it would always be a.s.sociated with the word, “loser”.

However, no matter how relentless Netherspirit's Claw and Netherclaw's were, the gap between the strength from both sides was too big. There was no chance for Netherspirit's Claw to turn the tide.

At that moment…

Those from Netherspirit's Claw were powerless to retort against ridicules from the Hall of the Exalted.

Looking at Netherclaw's back, the members of Netherspirit's Claw were perhaps hoping to get some advice from Netherclaw on what to do and how to do it. This was to teach their enemy a lesson and defend their shaky status as well as their dignity!

However…

The Hall of the Exalted was not about to give them a break.

“Hey, gosh, didn't you say that the battle isn't over yet? You're not going to just stay in the safe zone and stare at us, right? Huh?”

“League Master Netherclaw, aren't you coming out to fight? Our Captain Snowmelt and Captain Dark Dragon have been waiting for a long time. ”

“Hahahaha!”

The statements that came from the Hall of the Exalted were over the top. Moreover, Captain Snowmelt and Caption Dark Dragon who faced them silently, had deeply irritated all the members of Netherspirit's Claw, including Netherclaw.

“Shameless!”

“Traitors!”

Netherspirit's Claw seemed to have found a reason to vent their anger. They aimed their resentful gazes and disdainful curses directly at their two former big brothers, who were now among the Hall of the Exalted.

As usual, Snowmelt and Dark Dragon remained silent and stood amid the Hall of the Exalted crowd. They ignored the curses and criticism from their former brothers-in-arms.

“Enough!”

Big Bruvver shouted once again.

“Looks like Netherclaw has the guts to declare war on us but doesn't have the mettle to admit defeat. Brothers, convey this command: those who are sealing off the entrance gate, move fifty meters back!”

“Copy that!”

“Kiddos from Netherspirit's Claw, grab your opportunity now. Don't grumble about us trapping you in the city and not letting you out, yeah.”

“Haha!!”

Again, verbal attacks and ridicule came from the Hall of the Exalted in a timely manner. They p.i.s.sed off the people from Netherspirit's Claw like h.e.l.l!

Unfortunately, now that the Hall of the Exalted was stronger than the rest, there was no other way. Indeed, the number of people from Netherspirit's Claw who rushed out of the city had reduced drastically. The entire League would lose their morale and collapse if the situation persisted.

However, the actions of the Hall of the Exalted were extreme.

Just as Big Bruvver had ordered, the Hall of the Exalted members who were a.s.sembled at the city gate began to retreat in an orderly fas.h.i.+on.

In the city, countless bystanders could tell that the Hall of the Exalted's actions were acts of humiliation. If Netherspirit's Claw failed to do anything to remedy the situation, Netherspirit's Claw…

…would definitely be over!

However!

Not everyone in the crowd of players were waiting to see if Netherspirit's Claw could turn the tables.

Some had foreseen the final outcome of the battle. Their previously indifferent att.i.tude had transformed into disdain and ridicule while they sneered in the crowd.

“A bunch of morons! This battle is basically meaningless after they've dug up so many elites from their opponent. Should this bunch of kiddos from the Hall of the Exalted be complacent about that and think they've defeated the second strongest League in the Angel Faction, unconscious about how shameful it is to brag about it?”

When that statement was uttered, several people in the crowd immediately joined in and continued the conversation.

“What to do?”

“They spent a lot of money to establish Prinz previously, but it all ended up in vain, and they discredited themselves in the process. How else can they make up for their ignorance after that humiliation without showing off their strength through this dramatic display of stepping harshly on their opponent to vent their anger?”

“That makes sense! Haha!”

“Now that Netherspirit's Claw has gone to the dogs, the Hall of the Exalted dares to use them as a means to seek the limelight. If their opponents were the other Four Great Leagues instead, hmph, this battle would be a nail-biter till the very end!”

“Hmm, even senior Champions with great experience like Snowmelt and Dark Dragon have been dug up… The Hall of the Exalted is basically absorbing others' a.s.sets; the League merely a facade.”

“Indeed, indeed.”

Similar conversations were circulating throughout Moonrise City.

It was through those circulating rumors that many players, who were previously unaware of the situation, started to understand. The Hall of the Exalted that became famous out of a sudden was scorned as players showed their sympathy for Netherspirit's Claw.

Naturally, members of the Hall of the Exalted League heard some of those rumors.

Players from various major Clans who joined the Hall of the Exalted at a later stage were not bothered by it. However, the statements were like a heavy slap in the face to the arrogant Prinz. It made them feel like fish out of water.

“Big Bruvver!”

“These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds are too much, saying that we're good-for-nothing without money… Sh*t! Why don't I just gather a bunch of people and remove them one by one. Oh right, the League Hunter Troop hasn' t been a.s.sembled yet? Why don't we do this, those who spread these rumors will be directly pursued since we have nearly two million Honor Points!”

Just as the Bandit, who looked slightly younger finished his sentence, Big Bruwer replied coldly.

“It's okay! I know about this, just ignore them.”

“How can this be okay? They' ve insulted us so badly, yet we're not going to do anything. How is this going to prevent the Hall of the Exalted's reputation from falling into disrepute later?! No, I can't stand for this even if you can! Although I can't attack those inside the city, I can still kill the few who are outside the city!!”

“You… get back here!”

With cold eyes, Big Bruvver stared at the young Bandit who was ready to pounce. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a cold tone, “It was your fault that you couldn't stand the provocation from the few major Clans, and used up all the equipment the last time… What are you going to do again this time?! Have you forgotten how the Prinz was destroyed by them?”

The young Bandit froze.

He had been instantly brought down a peg by Big Bruvver's glare.

“How is this the same?”

Even though he thought of the past disaster, there was still a trace of bitterness in his words. The Hall of the Exalted had grown to its present scale, who should they be afraid of? Even the Fallen Angels may not dare to simply start a fight with them.

Big Bruvver maintained his usual tone and grunted coldly.

“The Hall of the Exalted League has just been established, while Netherspirit's Claw has yet to be defeated. And you want to antagonize more enemies now. If the Four Great Leagues are provoked, do you think there'll be peace for the Hall of the Exalted in the future? I won't spare you if the Hall of the Exalted gets into more trouble all because of you again!”

The young Bandit was silent.

After Big Bruwer threw him such a warning, he finally dismissed the idea of venting out his anger, and left flinchingly.

Looking at the back of the Bandit, who left while still feeling slightly bitter, Big Bruvver's eyes flickered. He secretly worried about the future of the Hall of the Exalted…

Based on their development up until now…

…there was no doubt that the Hall of the Exalted was very enormous.

However, with these bunch of young men, where each one was more arrogant than the other, and each were privileged to possess fine equipment, they were often impatient about leveling up. They refused to work together whenever they retrieved loot in the game and always yelled about who to destroy next. If this persisted, something bad would happen sooner or later.

Besides, after this battle, the Hall of the Exalted would definitely have to compete with other Leagues in each field…

With the character of these fellows, the Four Great Leagues could be provoked one day!

Big Bruvver was not worried about facing any one League individually from the Five Great Leagues. Just that, the Fallen Angels could be a little threatening. But the main problem was, the Five Great Leagues in the Angel Faction practiced the principle of minding their own business without interrupting each other. If that principle was broken by the involvement of the Hall of the Exalted, causing them to unite…

Although the Hall of the Exalted may not have necessary followed the footsteps of Prinz, playing such a game would perhaps prove to be very difficult in the future.

When that time came, without a generous tribute, the Hall of the Exalted would not be able to sustain fifty thousand people for too long!

Big Bruvver would have a headache whenever he thought of this temporary plot that came out of Prinz…

After its collapsed, the members of Prinz had burned their boats for the current plan. They bet everything on this plan. Also, with the secret video they purchased from Snowmelt and Dark Dragon for two billion gold coins (battle video of combat with the Grand Reaper), they went all out for this.

If they were to lose again…

He could not imagine how the Hall of the Exalted would sustain itself!

“Big Bruvver!”

Just as those thoughts bothered his mind, a voice that should not be heard rang urgently in his ears.

“Capricorn?”

Big Bruvver was suddenly tense.

“Has something happened in the Underworld?”

He was immediately struck by the following thought right after his words.

‘There are close to thirty thousand Champions taking turns to guard the construction of the station. What could have gone wrong? Furthermore, I've previously told them that everyone needs to hold the defensive line, and they can't move outward even by half a meter. Therefore, there should be no danger in the station before the seventh day arrives.'

A slightly heavy voice delivered the bad news into his ears, “Things are okay for the time being, but I don't know about later on because these people came out of nowhere. I think it's necessary to consult you!”

‘An unexpected guest?'

Once again, Big Bruvver's mind shrank for a moment.

Consultation was needed…

It seemed unlikely to be something trivial!

“Members of the Four Great Leagues suddenly appeared in our campsite.”

“Didn't I ask you to warn and tell them that no one is allowed to take one step out of the campsite. Those who step out will be executed regardless of the reason?!” Big Bruvver's breathing accelerated as he suddenly recalled an incident that happened a few minutes ago. All the League Masters from the Four Great Leagues left Moonrise City together.

“I've conveyed your words, but… our visitor isn't someone ordinary, I'm afraid…”

“What's there to be afraid of?!” Big Bruvver was p.i.s.sed, and he shouted out of anger, “What can be more important than the safety of our campsite?!! Don't tell me that Qin Ruo's there?”

Capricorn gave him a brief answer as soon as he stopped talking.

Big Bruvver was shaken, and he blurted, “What did you say…”